Showing posts with label Bookstores. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bookstores. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Unfolding The Thanksgiving Ball

In the early 19th century, Thanksgiving was still an unofficial holiday in the US, and it was celebrated on different dates in different states. This unfolded sheet of paper printed with a modest invitation to attend a Thanksgiving Ball on Friday, December 5th, 1823 in the small town of Vernon, Vermont, is available from this eBay dealer. The single sheet was originally folded into a self-enclosed envelope and addressed on the opposite side. This was a common occurrence in that era.  



Part of what I love about old documents such as this, is connecting the dots of history. My research began with the name of "Holbrook & Fessenden", credited on the right side of this invitation. What unfolded was a story rich in printing history and book publishing in 19th century New England. The Brattleboro History site, recalls Holbrook & Fessenden as founders of a large publishing house, bookstore, bindery and paper mill in Brattleboro, Vermont—just up river from Vernon, the site for this Thanksgiving Ball. 
     The Brattleboro Bookstore, as it was called, was founded by William Fessenden in 1810. Fessenden was a generous man and an enterprising character who was widely respected in Brattleboro. He was a journeyman printer when he established The Reporter newspaper in 1803. His interests were largely in the publication of books however, and he later left the newspaper in the care of capable hands, while he built the Brattleboro bookstore, paper mill and publishing enterprise. Fessendens' considerable achievements were short-lived however, when he died suddenly at the age of 36 of a probable heart failure. His death in 1815, was said to have caused such universal sorrow, the entire town suspended all business to attend his funeral. 


Source of advertisements: Brattleboro History 

In 1816, his father-in-law, John Holbrook took over the management of the publishing and bookstore enterprise along with William's brother, Joseph Fessenden. By this time, the store had taken on the character of a general mercantile with stationers' goods, shoes, textiles, school slates, paper hangings, gun powder, flour barrels, French crayons, and tack goods, amongst the thousands of books for sale. The bookstore soon became something of a town center for local patrons, and payment was often accepted in produce for goods and services. 

Brattleboro Messenger, July 2, 1820

The Reporter, February 25, 1817

In 1821, the first lending library was established at the Brattleboro Bookstore by a small group of local citizens with 300-volumes to share amongst themselves. This service later became the Franklin Circulating Library, named after Ben Franklin, and was open to subscribers who could afford the $3.50 annual fee.


I have never been to Brattleboro, Vermont, but with a town so rich in printing and book publishing history, I expect it would be nice to see some of the remaining old brick buildings, and imagine what it would be like to have attended the Thanksgiving Ball. 

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Rare Bookstalls






A little reading material from some very collectible bookstalls and newstands. Designed for model train stations, as it is a small world after all. 
::All images from Vectis Auctions of collectible toys, with exception to the diecast WH Smith newstand which is available on eBay  

Friday, May 11, 2012

Words With Friends in 19th C England

These two Victorian word wheels, c.1870, found in a Ken Spelman Rare Books catalog from August 2010, are described as "two 10-inch star-shaped cut-outs, each handwritten (on both sides) with a wide variety of slogans relating to love and fortune". The strings would have been held and spun in some fashion, creating a fortune-telling game most likely. No doubt a popular pastime in Victorian times, but certainly no match for Words With Friends

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

A Timeless Poster Carries On


A lovely story about the making of a poster during hard times in WWII + inspiration + Gill Sans + a beautiful used bookstore in NE England.
::From a Fine Books Magazine tweet.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Bookstores in the Hood


Interior and exterior views of Pages Bookstore located on Lego Boulevard. You can find it in the fiction section of Flickr under notenoughbricks. My guess is they accept only plastic for payment here. 

This bookstore goes by the name of Building C Books. They could use better signage methinks. Architect is cdouglas polisci

This bookstore must only sell fancy books. The name of it is Fancy Bookstore 2. I'm not sure what happened to Fancy Bookstore 1.0. Designed by cimddwc, it was inspired by this fancily nice building in Germany. 

Design-builder JETfri doesn't say what planet this bookstore and deco house are on, and they aren't big on signage either. 

Monday, January 9, 2012

What Books Do While We Sleep


No wonder I have so much trouble locating a specific book when I need it. From the folks at the Type bookstore in Toronto who seem to have an abundance of recreational reading books and a prolonged history of capturing them at play.
::From Quill & Quire via peacay at BibliOddysey.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Meet the Classics

Typewriters are placed in the computer department of bookstores to call attention to Penguin Classic Books.
Ad agency: EC Comunicacao, Sao Paulo, Brazil

Monday, January 10, 2011

Japanese Matchbook Label






















I heart the sweet handlettering the artist gave to this small matchbook label for the Tokaido Co. Bookstore. They even took the care to make the kite string sail through the counter of the B. But I mostly love the innocent and naive illustration and printing quality so typical of vintage matchbook labels. Charming!
Thanks W. Creswell!

Friday, January 7, 2011

Story of The Little Book of Big Type

This miniature type specimen book from 1961 was the result of a collaboration between Los Angeles bookseller, Glen Dawson and printer Will Cheney. It contained type specimens from Will Cheney's cases. Cheney (1907-2002) was a self-styled typesticker in LA and loved setting metal type into words. He was obsessed with typography and perhaps best known for his miniature books along with his wry sense of humor. I never had the pleasure to meet Cheney or see this little book of Big Type, but it is a very sweet gem.












































































































As a sidenote, bookseller, Glen Dawson and his brother Muir, were second-generation owners of what I believe was the best rare book shop in Los Angeles for many years—the legendary Dawson Bookshop on Larchmont Boulevard. It was a family business which began in downtown LA in 1905 by their father Ernest Dawson and they specialized in rare books on California history, Western Americana, photography and fine printing. Ernest was not only a rare book dealer, but was also an accomplished mountain climber who served as president of the Sierra Club for several years in the 1930s. His two sons, Glen and Muir (namesake of John Muir) took to the mountains as well. Glen was part of a team of climbers who did a daring first ascent of Mt. Whitney in 1931. During World War II, both he and his brother Muir served as ski and rock climbing instructors in the Tenth Mountain Division at Camp Hale, Colorado and in Italy. Together, they later took over the family bookstore and moved to various downtown locations before eventually settling into their Larchmont location in 1968. During the course of their careers, the Dawson's published nearly 400 collectible books, many of them miniatures like the one featured above by Will Cheney.

It was in the early 1980s, when I first discovered Dawson's Bookshop myself. It was probably by gravitational pull. I was a young designer and eager to soak in anything I could read about fine printing and books. Dawson's was one of my earliest introductions to a rarified collection of materials on fine printing and typography and I would spend hours browsing their bookshelves. I couldn't afford much more than an occasional piece of ephemera at the time, but the Dawson's always made me feel welcomed just to stop in and browse.

Last August, after more than a century of bookselling, Muir's son and third generation owner, Michael Dawson made the difficult decision to officially close the doors of the Larchmont store and shift his family book trade online. After years of catering to book collector's and libraries he felt it was time for a new chapter to the family business. I am sad that I am no longer able to visit their friendly shop again, but comforted knowing it still virtually exists. You can read a recent interview with Michael and review a slide show of more historic photos of the various Dawson Bookshop incarnations here. The images below are several of the first Dawson Bookshops' in Los Angeles beginning with the earliest store on Broadway taken in 1907.

Thanks to Paul Ritscher's Typesticker Flickr for Cheney's Type Book images. And special thanks to Dawson's Bookshop for all of the great memories!


Monday, September 27, 2010

What else I saw on my Summer Vacation






The Mission in San Francisco is so colorful. Murals, people and signage...the place just vibrates day and night. I love the large handpainted Tuscan letters of an old sign here. You could see the gentrification taking place in the Mission as city sign workers were modernizing old signs with the new. Sigh...Then stopping in at 826 Valencia, AKA McSweeney's Pirate Supply and literary arts promoter, we could see young children busily at work writing and creating books in the backroom. Just how many ways can you spell Aaaarrghhh?

The other photos below are from Adobe Bookshop, just off Valencia on 16th. This ain't no stinkin' Borders bookstore! Adobe has to be San Francisco's most beloved used and eclectic bookstore, where their more than 20,000 books were once arranged entirely by color and handwritten names of various artists and writers are scribbled on the walls. People bang out manuscripts on old typewriters in the back and cats roam around freely amidst the piles of used books. Sadly, like many used independent bookstores, it is struggling with survival and may have to close it's doors soon. The handmade "Everything Must Go" sign on the front window is a remnant from an art exhibit last May, and the owner leaves it there to encourage people to come inside. When my husband, Paul and I walked in last Summer, we instantly felt this was a place where time stood still and the ghosts of writers could mingle with the wayward souls who napped beneath the skylights on comfy old couches and chairs–one with a pigeon resting on his stomach. The clerk at the counter said it was nap time, so we quietly made our purchase, departed the wayback machine and ambled on.